I am excited to blabbety blab blab about this pregnancy and other goings on, but I've enjoyed letting that Prego picture linger at the top of my blog.
But, real quick, any opinions out there about the threat level that nursing for 15 minutes in 24 hours could pose on a developing fetus? I'm thinking, "next to nothing." Jason is more worried. Zoralee still nurses before bed and nap, and once in the middle of the night, for a total of 15 minutes tops. I'm tired all the time. All the time. Major insomnia every night. I'm sure giving Z some of my hard-earned calories doesn't help my daytime fatigue level (getting sleep would!), but shouldn't I be able to compensate for the nursing with extra caloric intake? I wanted to ask the nurse midwife this question and a few others, but we didn't have time...for...any...questions at our first visit (?!). But that's for another post: nurse-midwives and home birth midwives are two separate balls of wax. Okay, that's a broad, unfair statement. My home birth midwife in Montana and the nurse midwife practice here in Texas (which I chose simply because they're covered by insurance; I won't even be here for the delivery) have such different approaches! I never knew! I am learning.
Off the subject, raise your hand if it drives you BATTY that most National Geographic shows play dramatic music no matter what's happening. A bird drinks from a calm stream. Duhn-duhn-duhn! A monkey scratches its ear. Duhn-duhn-duhn! Jason wants to make a series called "Mediocre Migrations," where average things happen to average animals, and the narrator tells about it real relaxed-like.
It has been serious winter weather here in southern Texas, with daytime temperatures dipping into the 70's. I have been craving comfort foods - soups, stews, chocolate cake. Oh, I guess I like chocolate cake year round.
The other day, I was talking to this lady about kids and what they watch on t.v. I told her I let Zoralee watch Dora The Explorer. She said to me, all resigned, and with a far-off look in her eye, "Yeah, they all start on Dora." I wanted to laugh out loud, but she wasn't being funny. I guess Dora the Explorer is the gateway cartoon.
Nighty night, friends.